Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were two boy.

"Ah --"

brought her back

the pain and she withdrew

Brody forcibly. "Don't move." he

ordered coldly, frowning.

pieces out, he had to cut

Would hurt.

face of Tracy, and his heart

see her

"No --"

the point of the knife touched her hand, she withdrew

to mention

take her hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly held

the blood stained Tracy's

eyes, which were full of fear and timidity, and

"You know it hurts?"

of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go of

a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand streaming with blood.

hand was dyed red by blood again,

"Have a seat --"

of

more

"No --"

shook her

at him coldly, "Brody, are you worried about

at him

what he was doing

as ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed

me to care about you?

He snorted.

furious that he tightly pressed on her

you

continued to

stopped struggling. Her face turned pale because it hurt so much and the bleeding had not stopped for such a

if she was going to

"A little bit painful..."

said with

heart skipped a beat when

pain flashed through her

she was still unwilling to

in her eyes, Tracy didn't say

you feel painful, you

Then he

that, he pointed the sharp knife at the wound on her

dagger intending to be

kind of fear rose from the bottom of his

own thought was

knew very well that if the knife was to be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her

"Hmm --"

almost let out a scream, but she

her teeth, she

"Clap -"

on Brody's hand and made

was

hand held the hilt of the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon he made up his

gritted her teeth and pierced the knife

bit her lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to

the knife cutting her

of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on the

eyes finally could not help

lips were cut and bleeding.

several times to stop

"Idiot --"

with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared at the crying woman.